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"A Tail of Two Prongs"
We've talked once or twice.
Me and her labia.
Or should i say her labia and i.
"Play me a tune on your fork maestro!"
She knows, yes she knows.
Two prongs too long to tune wrong.
Perfect pitch hero harmonizing her swoon song.
She writes poetry and prose.
Well, she tries to.
Take her paragraph, tear in half
And a few lines slide through.
Her oceans aren't deep
But At least the sky is bright blue.
She is a Professional bitch.
And still cant pay the rent.
Perhaps she is in the wrong line of work.
Yet,
She's thoroughly dug.
Men with spades, jacks over aces.
"This may hurt," sifting the pay dirt
Grinning through cracks in their faces.
I mind a gem that will go lovely with my earings.
Hanging off the profiled lobes.
Sometimes then vibrate in unison.
And thats when i know to listen in.
We've talked once or twice.
Me and her labia.
Or should i say her labia and i.
"Play me a tune on your fork maestro!"
She knows, yes she knows.
Two prongs too long to tune wrong.
Perfect pitch hero harmonizing her swoon song.
She writes poetry and prose.
Well, she tries to.
Take her paragraph, tear in half
And a few lines slide through.
Her oceans aren't deep
But At least the sky is bright blue.
She is a Professional bitch.
And still cant pay the rent.
Perhaps she is in the wrong line of work.
Yet,
She's thoroughly dug.
Men with spades, jacks over aces.
"This may hurt," sifting the pay dirt
Grinning through cracks in their faces.
I mind a gem that will go lovely with my earings.
Hanging off the profiled lobes.
Sometimes then vibrate in unison.
And thats when i know to listen in.
This is another work that was commissions for 25 cents per line. [link]
It was for ~derivablezero, she asked me to write a poem about her, about her personality, the way i saw it.
And so i did. I intended no insults in the poem and no ill will. It is an honest poem, with a perpetual silver lining that is obvious to me as the writer, but not such much for her. She refused to pay the 5 dollars i asked for because she felt insulted and that the poem was crap.
I repeat, it is an honest poem with no ill will intended.
Oh well.
oh and the labia stuff is an inside joke, nothing sexual
It was for ~derivablezero, she asked me to write a poem about her, about her personality, the way i saw it.
And so i did. I intended no insults in the poem and no ill will. It is an honest poem, with a perpetual silver lining that is obvious to me as the writer, but not such much for her. She refused to pay the 5 dollars i asked for because she felt insulted and that the poem was crap.
I repeat, it is an honest poem with no ill will intended.
Oh well.
oh and the labia stuff is an inside joke, nothing sexual
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"Men with spades, jacks over aces.
"This may hurt," sifting the pay dirt
Grinning through cracks in their faces."
wow. i cant express what this means to me in words. it means alot though. thanks? yeah.
"This may hurt," sifting the pay dirt
Grinning through cracks in their faces."
wow. i cant express what this means to me in words. it means alot though. thanks? yeah.